SONGS OF THE AFFECTIONS.
They tell but dreams—a lonely spirit’s dreams;
Yet ever through their fleeting imagery
Wanders a vein of melancholy love,
An aimless thought of home; as in the song
Of the caged skylark ye may deem there dwells
A passionate memory of blue skies and flowers.
And living streams—far off!
A SPIRIT’S RETURN.
“This is to be a mortal.